T, in the last few weeks I feel like you have grown up a year.

You were this perfect little girl who finally mastered sitting up straight.

If you wanted to get somewhere you would do the worm and roll on the floor.

And you had this beautiful – infectious – gummy smile.

Short story: We have found your first baby tooth coming in. And then two more teeth too.

If that is not enough, you have also started crawling.

I don’t mean worming and rolling better – I mean legit crawling from one side of the house to the other.

You look more like a two-year-old than our newborn baby.

Honestly, I am sad the period of life with new-born babies around this house is over.

I will likely have no more children make squirmy noises, or rollover for the first time.

But there’s a time for everything.

And I’m glad it was you.

I love you.

-Dad